Quick Transmigration: The host is so sweet after being counter-attacked!

Chapter 1089 Blood Queen 12
Before the waiter arrived, Zhu Chu returned to his pretty well-behaved appearance before, quietly standing beside Loser.

It is a very serious matter to enter the blood race in the center of the temple, let alone enter the room of the envoy. The waiter who rushed over knew that he was negligent and apologized again and again. In the end, it was Loser who asked them to calm down temporarily.

All the weapons against the blood race were blessed by the power of light, not to mention that they were suppressed by Zhu Chu's bloodline before that. It was almost impossible to escape under such circumstances.

Loser had guessed about Zhu Chu's identity, but it didn't mean that he was willing to be known by others, so he specially restricted the two blood clans so that they could not say anything about it.

After everyone had left, Zhu Chu slowly walked out from behind him, and looked at him playfully: "My lord, I can't tell, but you are quite considerate of me."

Zhu Chu has noticed Loser's little actions, but he only made it clear now.

The hunger in his stomach seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. As he spoke, Zhu Chu unconsciously began to look at Loser's fair neck, wanting to get closer in his heart.

She took some time to think about it, probably she is the only blood in this world who will be attracted by the bright blood, right?To change to another blood race, tsk.

There will be no such possibility.

Loser's eyes drifted away, and the eyes wandering on him seemed to be real. He didn't even know how to organize his words for a while, and after a long while, he could only sigh: "I promised you."

It was obviously a sentence without beginning or end, but Zhu Chu knew exactly what he was talking about.

It was nothing more than a promise when I saw myself, such a clumsy excuse can be used at this time, I guess it is still too awkward in my heart.

Zhu Chu snorted: "Really?" Anyway, she didn't believe it.

Loser didn't answer.

Soon they were faced with a new problem.

It is true that Loser's identity is an envoy of God, but at the same time, he is also a human being, unlike the blood race, he needs to rest.

Zhu Chu smiled and pointed in the direction of the bed: "Go and rest."

The girl stood aside with her arms folded, as if she wasn't about to leave.

It's one thing to personally carry someone to your own bed to rest, but it's another thing to let the little girl watch you rest now.

In the final analysis, Loser is still not used to these things that seem too intimate. It is clear that the relationship between them is not a friend, but it seems a bit wrong to say anything else.

Seeing the tangled look on Loser's face, Zhu Chu immediately realized what he was hesitating for. She smiled softly, and then, under Loser's gaze, she turned into a little bat.

Zhu Chu came up with this idea. If she had revealed her identity in front of this person earlier, she would be more comfortable in getting along with her in private. Just like now, she was not worried that this person would hand herself over.

The little black bat seemed to be out of tune with the color of the whole room. Just when Zhu Chu was about to find a place to hang it up for the night, he felt that he was surrounded by a very gentle light force and came to Loser's palm.

At close range, the young man's light golden eyes are more ethereal and beautiful.

Zhu Chu was held by him and placed at the head of the bed.

(End of this chapter)